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Between the Lines is an exploration
and articulation of the obvious and the obscure. A cavalcade of
creation and commentary designed to amuse and bemuse.
The media swamped the
man getting off the jumbo jet. Here he was, the famous Frank
Sinatra. But wait — he insists that he is not Sinatra.
The media pay no mind and add on a little more swamp.
He is led into the terminal
and onto a red carpet for more interviewing, still insisting
that he is not The Man. A stretch limousine takes him to the
best hotel in town, the driver ignoring his begging imprecations
that he is not Frank Sinatra. At the hotel, the staff lines
the red carpet, applauding and cheering Frank, not paying
heed to his denials that he is not Ol' Blue Eyes.
Finally, he is ensconced
in the best suite in the hotel and locks himself in, breathing
a sigh of relief. In the king-size bed there is a beautiful
naked blonde eagerly awaiting him.
